Linda, who recently moved to a new city.

Linda was nervous. She had done everything she could to protect herself but now that she was actually in Denver, she couldn't help but worry.

She kept checking her phone. The last thing her Mom had told her was to have a safe trip and call as soon as she got to the new apartment. She was only a couple of blocks away and was starting to get antsy. What if her mom didn't pick up?

She knew that her handler service would come by later that afternoon to make sure she was ok. She had safeguards on top of safeguards on top of safeguards. Still, she was anxious.

She pulled in to the complex and looked around for building 13. She finally found it and found her way up to apartment 1302. The lease had been signed remotely and her key had been mailed to her.

She turned the key in the lock and stepped into her new, fully-furnished apartment. Everything had been set up by the movers.

Linda closed and locked the door and pulled out her phone. Flipping to her mom's number, she felt that old familiar fog creeping in. She pressed the contact name and held the phone to her ear. She heard one ringtone... then a silence that seemed to last forever... another ringtone pulsed slowly into her ear, never ending...

"Look around you, Linda, and describe what you see in detail."